"Husband... it feels so good... you're really good at licking..."
The girl's words were undoubtedly the greatest encouragement for Lin Hao.
He was invigorated, his tongue moving upwards along the direction of the bud, stopping at the delicate collarbone, kissing and rubbing again.
This rubbing felt like countless ants crawling; the girl's skin instantly tingled with goosebumps, a thrill from deep within her soul involuntarily made her want to squeeze her legs together.
Because she found her lower part had started itching again, and a lot of silver liquid was flowing out.
Lin Hao wouldn't let her tighten her legs, firmly grabbing her delicate foot, his tongue continued to wander around the collarbone, while one hand rubbed her calf.
The slender calves, with smooth skin like silk satin, smooth and tender, made Lin Hao enamored, unwilling to miss any inch of skin.
